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When the Clock Strikes



Time is a fleeting thing which runs everyone ragged.
Time is always on the march for it doesn't stop.
A moment, in time, is only a bit of time but it mounts.
Soon the moments will turn in hours and hours to days.
Days will become months and the months will become years.
All of this is by God's design and purpose.
Once a moment is lived it will not be repeated.
Time is ever, on the march, and will not halt for anyone.
I am so used to using time that I hardly think of the moments used.
It is a great design of God and His plan.
I am most happy to have the moments  I have; in order to write.
This is the career I have been able to choose for myself.
Time is a major part of this for it takes time to produce a piece of poetry.
May the Lord know I am using my time for Him and no one else.
This is my heart's wish.
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